These past few mornings have been so awesome. My afternoon was pretty nice, too. Thanks for making that mailman hike up to the house and brave the dog herd. I love the towels! And, unfortunately, the honey is nearly gone. We both have a cold now and we are drinking it in our hot tea! Love you! ★Linda★

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I live on a tiny farm in East Tennessee with my husband. When I'm not tending sheep or chasing chickens out of my flower beds, I love to spin, weave, and sew. I'm also "mom" to two English bulldogs~ a baby boy named Tug, born 9/11/18, and to Lily, who passed away 11/21/18 but will live in my heart forever.